My heart is an ocean
I never needed someone to make it a serene sea
Mar 1, 2026 · 1 min read
My heart is an ocean
and his love was a late august breeze
Small waves crashed against the rocks of my fears
and the stronger this breeze became
the wilder the storm in my heart grew
Big waves started crashing against the rocks of my fears
He prayed that one day he would break them
My heart is an ocean
and our love was a hurricane
sinking the ships
of my doubts and bad memories
He prayed that one day they would drown
My heart is an ocean
an ocean caught in a cyclone in mid-January
And I wanted the wind to stop
but he thought that wind was all I needed
a strong one to carry away
the ruins of all the previous winter storms
and then a gentle, slow breeze
to bring me peace
Oh, little did he know
that sea and wind always touch
but only at the surface
that oceans are deep and dangerous
they change their minds
and never stay peaceful for long
the august breeze brought relief to the ocean
but it was only for august
My heart is an ocean
an ocean waiting for someone
to learn to swim in it
to love its depths, wounds, and cunning reefs,
instead of trying to tame something
whose only beauty lay
in its unexplored wilderness.
Comments (2)
Nice work. A confessional love “letter” of metaphorically driven imagery. I enjoyed it. After reading I thought of Pablo Nerudas “ Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair”.
